I should be laying beside you,
with my hand between your legs,
my head on your ***** - while listening to you
murmur out your dreams.
I should be laying beside you,
carving your sleeping body
with things I would like us to do;
to each other when you wake up.
I should be laying beside you,
listening to you tell me about the times;
in your life;
when you and I were strangers.
I should be laying beside you;
for when you and I were born,
the empty sides of our beds -
are place holders for when we are finally together.
I should be laying beside you,
because that’s where I want to be right now;
juxtaposed your body.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 11:38 AM UTC
I should be laying beside you,
with my hand between your legs,
my head on your ***** - while listening to you
murmur out your dreams.
I should be laying beside you,
carving your sleeping body
with things I would like us to do;
to each other when you wake up.
I should be laying beside you,
listening to you tell me about the times;
in your life;
when you and I were strangers.
I should be laying beside you;
for when you and I were born,
the empty sides of our beds -
are place holders for when we are finally together.
I should be laying beside you,
because that’s where I want to be right now;
juxtaposed your body.
